I was going for something bold and bright while exploring what limiting my strikes to only kicks from the legs up to the body and straight punches would look like. While attempting to add some earthy color and abstract shapes I decided to throw knees with the color brown. At first I immediately regretted it. I thought “I ruined a good one” because it was looking quite vivid. After looking at it over and over again for months and thinking more deeply I realized it was perfect; not in its composition but in its symbolism- something vibrant and balanced tarnished by a desire for something more or something different. Something beautiful ruined by something ugly. It was nice until some “shit” was thrown onto it. Now it serves as a good, honest reminder.